Chapter 3

• Arnold's P.O.V (Anne's Biological Father)
• Waiting for Elizabeth at the coffee shop felt like the longest time of my life. I was so stressed and worried that I arrived an hour before we were supposed to meet, thinking that the time would pass quicker if I was already at the coffee shop. That isn't what happened.
• Finally I saw her coming through the door and looking around to spot me. I give her a quick wave and then see her going to the counter to order her drink.
• I wonder if her favourite drink is still the same as what it was two months ago. I used to love to tease her about having a new flavour each and every time they released any new flavours and she would blush and mumble that there really wasn't a way to choose between some of them.
• Those were the good old days. The days I have gone to miss extremely since she began ignoring me. I would come to the coffee shop hoping to catch a glimpse of her sitting at one of the tables with her drink doing her homework or just reading a book.
• The dragging of the chair made me blink back to the present and focus on Elizabeth who had just sat down at the table with her drink and a pastry of some sort that kind of smelled really good now.
• She took a few deep breathes as if to calm herself before she spoke in her usual soft voice.
• "Hi, uhm thank you for actually coming to meet me. There is something we urgently need to talk about."
• She said all the while she looked so stressed. I took her hand and nodded my head for her to continue.
• Even if it was the worst news that she could give me I would still be here to support her.
• "So I uhm... I'm sorry that I just disappeared two months ago. I really wanted to call and talk to you I just felt so ashamed of what we had done and I didn't know how to handle it all." She said in one sentence. I barely heard everything. She caught her breath and opened her mouth to speak again but closed it again afterwards. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze and urged her to continue with what she wanted to talk about. I didn't think saying something now would be suitable as she was the one talking.
• "Now there is no easy way for me to say this and I would understand 100% if you want to leave and never talk to me again." Her eyes started watering and she took a few breaths before she tried to continue again.
• Now she had me worried. "What's wrong? You can tell me. I love you. I won't leave you."
• She took another deep breath and I assume before she loses her courage she continues. "I'm pregnant!" She whispered it so soft I almost didn't catch it.
• The gears in my head started turning at what she had just said. Did I hear her correctly or did she say something else? " Wait your what?" I shouted at her making her cry even harder." Shit, I didn't mean to do that. " Okay shssss, don't cry. I didn't mean to shout. Please stop crying I'm so sorry." This didn't seem to help and people were starting to look at us funnily. I needed to get her out of here before someone did something to make the situation worse. "How about we go to my house where we can talk in private?" I asked, hoping she would accept, going over to her to hold her in my arms. She weakly nodded a yes. I stood up, helped her up and took her bag and then helped her outside to where my car was parked on the street.
• I opened the passenger side door for her and helped her get in. It was a very quiet and awkward drive to my home. Nobody said a word and even the radio was silent. When we arrived I got out, opened her door and helped he into the house and to get comfy on the couch. I sat down next to her. The tension and silence in the room was so thick you wouldn't be able to cut it with the sharpest knife out there.
• Elizabeth's P.O.V (Anne's Biological Mother)
• We sat in awkward silence for so long it was starting to irritate me so I started the conversation with some good old small talk. "So what have you been up to?"
• He turned to me and fiddled with his fingers. Something I had learned he does when he doesn't know what to say. "Not much and you?"
• So he was continuing the small talk. We needed to address the pink elephant in the room sooner or later and I decided that I would like to have it done sooner.
• "Well I found out I was pregnant and that's exciting I guess." Que him taking a deep breath before talking again. Here come the questions and the rejection.
• "Are you sure your pregnant?"
• "Well I haven't been to the doctor yet. I don't want to go alone, you know. I did take three home pregnancy tests"
• "Why don't you ask your mum to go with you?"
• "She doesn't have time for me."
• "O okay. Do you want me to go with you to the doctor?"
• "Would you? That would be wonderful please yes."
• We talked more and before we realised it was night time. Just like old times.
• "I should get home." I turned around and looked at him before I went to the taxi already waiting outside. "Thank you for listening to me and not rejecting me when I told you that I am pregnant." He just came over and gave me a hug. It might be the fact that I missed him and his hugs but that was one of the best ones he has ever given me.